Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 181 Zhang Liang's Club, Su Wu's Section

Seeing that Li Yuan spoke seriously, Lu Zheng knew that Li Yuan was sincere.

"It's getting late, you two should stay here for the night."

Xiao Shan said, "I still have a lot of things I want to discuss with you, Mr. Lu, but it's too late today, so we can only talk about it tomorrow. Now that you're back, you won't be in a hurry to go anywhere, right?"

Xiaoshan felt that Lu Zheng was a very busy man. He came to them to discuss things as soon as he came back. He was worried that Lu Zheng would leave the county again tomorrow.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zheng said, "No other arrangements for now."

After being so busy these days, he must take a few days off to calm down.

"Okay then." Xiao Shan nodded. "In that case, let me stay here for a few more days. It will be more convenient for us to talk."

"This……"

Seeing Xiao Shan's eager eyes, Lu Zheng didn't know how to refuse for a moment.

Xiao Shan explained, "I'm planning to assess some students and take them on as my disciples, and I'd like you to help me with the screening."

Lu Zheng was stunned. How could he help with this matter?

Li Yuan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask, "What are the conditions for the dean to accept a disciple? What is my Zhao'er lacking?"

Xiao Shan looked at Li Yuan and said, "After I accept a disciple, I will follow the example of the ancient sages and take them out to study. The hardships and dangers involved are unknown. Will Magistrate Li be willing to give up his own child?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan couldn't help but say, "Then Beishan Academy..."

Xiao Shan said, "Leave it to other teachers. I can't teach the kind of disciples you want in the academy."

Li Yuan opened his mouth, feeling that Xiao Shan was provoked by Lu Zheng.

Li Yuanxin made up his mind and said, "My Zhao'er has suffered a lot. Dean, please take him with you. Even if something unexpected happens, it's his fate!"

Before, he felt sorry for his son and didn't think of letting Li Zhao and Lu Zheng go abroad to study. Now he feels that he has missed a great opportunity.

Now Li Yuan doesn't want to miss it again.

Xiao Shan smiled and said, "Li Zhao is indeed a good kid, but everything still depends on personal preference."

"Don't worry, Dean, he will definitely be happy to do so." Li Yuan said.

Xiao Shan smiled, said no more, and took Lu Zheng and Li Yuan to the guest room to rest.

They are all separate courtyards with comfortable environments.

Lu Zheng washed up and lay on the bed, but he was not sleepy yet.

The excitement from the previous discussion had not yet dissipated, and he looked at his own literary aura.

Lu Zheng: Confucian scholar

[Realm: Three Levels of Confucianism and Taoism (Juren)]

[Literary Aura: 4565/10000]

[Taoism: Great Righteousness, Great Sword Technique (Sword Power: 40%), Subduing Tiger Fist (Fist Power: 80%), Scattering Beans into Soldiers (First Level: 40%)]

[Literary artifacts: Taishi bamboo slips, Dong Hu brush, Zhang Liang's staff, Su Wu's scepter.]

"Ok?"

When Lu Zheng saw two more cultural relics, he couldn't help but sit up straight.

Zhang Liangzhui in Qin Dynasty and Su Wujie in Han Dynasty.

Lu Zheng never expected that after breaking through to the middle stage of the third level of Confucianism and Taoism, he would obtain the two things mentioned in the Song of Righteousness.

He probed his spiritual thoughts into the Haoran Zhengqi Hall, and as soon as he thought about it, a heavy iron hammer appeared in his hand.

Zhui is an iron hammer.

Back then, Zhang Liang took a strong man to ambush the Qin Emperor's chariot. He used a big iron hammer, but hit the secondary chariot by mistake.

The hammer was shiny black all over, square in shape, with a two-foot-long handle, and was made of some kind of wood.

Lu Zheng got out of bed, took Zhang Liangzhu and weighed it, and it felt slightly heavy in his hand.

Fortunately, he was strong enough, and since the weapon originally belonged to him, he could wield it with ease.

He could feel that Zhang Liangchui contained great power, and he could not fully display his own realm.

Unfortunately, the venue was not suitable, so Lu Zheng could not try out how powerful this Liangzhui was.

"This thing seems to be more useful than a sword!"

Although Lu Zheng had not learned any hammering techniques, he did not need to use any fancy moves to deal with the demons in the third realm. He would definitely be able to defeat them with one hammer.

Lu Zheng played with Zhang Liangzhu for a while, then put it away with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

Then, Lu Zheng took out the Su Wu Festival.

Compared with Zhang Liang's club, Su Wu's club looks more ordinary.

A three-foot-long bamboo, consisting of three sections and four nodes, is light golden in color. It looks ordinary and is no different from an ordinary bamboo stick.

"Su Wu herded sheep with the Han Dynasty's imperial staff, and even when he lay down or stood up, he held the staff until it fell down."

The staff that Su Wu held at that time was a three-foot bamboo staff painted red, with a yak tail as a flag.

Now this short bamboo, which is bare and reveals its original color and looks like it has been coiled by someone, has already closely reproduced the staff that Su Wu used for many years.

Lu Zheng felt that such a simple and unpretentious Su Wu Festival was quite good.

The scepter is held by envoys and is a symbol of the emperor's status. Not everyone is qualified to own it.

Lu Zheng didn't know what the staffs used by the nine countries now looked like, and the Su Wu staff was not as good as those.

The Su Wu Festival may look ordinary, but it contains a majestic and unyielding spirit. Carrying it with you often can warm your mind and be of great benefit.

"bamboo?"

Qing Wan, who was standing next to him, stared at the Su Wu Festival in Lu Zheng's hand, her eyes flashing with curiosity.

"It's Su Wu Festival..."

Lu Zheng told Qing Wan the story of Su Wu in a gentle voice. Qing Wan listened attentively, feeling that the person in the story was very powerful.

However, when she looked at the Su Wu Festival, she didn't sense any aura, as if it was just an ordinary bamboo.

"Can I touch it?" Qing Wan was eager to try.

Lu Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's give it a try."

Qing Wan usually uses the Green Bamboo Diagram to practice, and since she is with him, she is contaminated with his aura, so there should be no problem for her to touch his cultural relics.

He was also very curious about Qingwan's reaction when she touched the bamboo.

However, for safety reasons, Lu Zheng still held the Su Wu Festival himself and let Qing Wan touch it.

Qing Wan stretched out her little hand and touched Su Wujie. She didn't feel any vitality, but she felt a strong aura, which made her quickly retract her hand.

Seeing that Qing Wan was not hurt, Lu Zheng couldn't help but ask, "What does it feel like?"

Qing Wan gestured and said, "There is a very powerful aura. The bamboo painting also has this aura, but the aura of this bamboo is much stronger."

"Oh, are you feeling okay?" Lu Zheng asked.

Qing Wan shook her head and said, "No! I just feel like I can't touch it too much. It's a very powerful bamboo."

Lu Zheng smiled. Isn’t Su Wu Jie just an ordinary bamboo?

"Okay, take a rest, it will be dawn soon."

Lu Zheng lay back on the bed, put the Su Wu Festival beside him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qing Wan imitated Lu Zheng, took out the Green Bamboo Scroll from her small storage bag, and then fell asleep while holding it in her arms.

Before long, it was already dawn.

From the academy not far away, the sound of students reading could be heard.

Lu Zheng slowly opened his eyes from his deep sleep. He had only slept for half the night, but he felt full of energy and not tired at all.

I got up and went to the yard. The morning light shone in and the sun was bright and warm.

Lu Zheng sat there motionless, holding the Su Wu Festival in his hand, listening to the students reciting classics and enjoying the rare comfort.

When Qing Wan heard the noise, she regained consciousness and ran to sit next to Lu Zheng.

"The Master said..."

Qing Wan shook her head and followed the students to study.

Outside the yard, Xiao Qingqing happened to pass by. When she heard the sound coming from the yard, her eyes flashed.

Xiao Qingqing left in a hurry and soon returned with the servants, bringing hot water for washing and hot tea, and gently knocked on the gate.

Lu Zheng opened his eyes and said, "Please come in."

Pushing open the gate, Xiao Qingqing saw Lu Zheng and Qing Wan at a glance.

"I just passed by and heard the sound of reading. I knew you were already up, so I prepared some hot water and tea for you... This must be Miss Qingwan, hello!"

Xiao Qingqing smiled. She didn't see Qingwan last night, but she had heard about her.

Seeing her today, she discovered that Qingwan actually had some literary talent, which made her very curious.

"Hello there!"

Qingwan bowed to Xiao Qingqing, then continued to read in the morning with her head shaking, looking very well-behaved and cute.

"What a troublesome girl."

Lu Zheng put away the Su Wu Festival, stood up, washed his face, and drank a few sips of hot tea.

Xiao Qingqing said with a smile, "You two are honored guests. I must not be impolite. I wonder what Mr. Lu and Miss Qingwan would like for breakfast. I'll have someone prepare it."

Lu Zheng said, "Plain porridge will be fine, thank you."

Qing Wan replied, "I have food to eat myself, thank you!"

Xiao Qingqing nodded slightly, then left with her servants.

After a while, Xiao Shan walked in leisurely. "Young man, you got up really early. Why don't you take a rest for a while? You've been working so hard lately. You should rest more."

Lu Zheng must have put a lot of effort into writing such a detailed plan.

At least let him write it. He won’t be able to think of so many things even if he tries his best.

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "I heard the sound of reading, so I got up and felt the atmosphere."

"Oh, how do you feel?" Xiao Shan asked.

"I miss it quite a bit." Lu Zheng paused, then added, "I miss it, but I'm afraid I wouldn't feel comfortable sitting in the classroom studying right now."

Xiao Shan smiled and said, "My friend, you are a juren now, so your mood is naturally different. Sometimes I miss my youthful school days."

Xiao Shan paused, then continued, "I haven't seen you for a while, and I'm a little curious about how your literary talent has improved."

"Four and a half feet." Lu Zheng said truthfully.

Xiao Shan already knew that he was a successful candidate, so there was no need to hide this fact.

Even though Xiao Shan had expected this, he didn't expect Lu Zheng to improve so quickly. Wouldn't he be able to become a Jinshi in a month or two?

Xiao Shan sighed, "Four and a half zhang, is that all Haoran Zhengqi? I gained a little more Haoran from you, my friend, and after a few days of seclusion, I only have two zhang of Haoran Zhengqi in my Wen Qi now."

With his lofty and righteous spirit, he was considered an outstanding Confucian and Taoist scholar among the Jinshi scholars.

But compared to Lu Zheng's righteous spirit, there is a huge gap.

Thinking of Lu Zheng having been instructed by Saint Meng, Xiao Shan felt that some things could not be obtained by envy.

Lu Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Saint Meng told me that cultivating oneself and practicing righteousness can cultivate a righteous spirit. My path of Confucianism and Taoism may be somewhat different, so I'm afraid I can't offer any advice to the dean."

His chivalrous deeds and his ability to slay demons and eliminate evil can all enhance his literary spirit, which other literati obviously cannot do, otherwise the world would not be in such chaos.

Xiao Shan pondered, "In terms of self-cultivation and righteousness, it seems that I am still not good enough. I need to learn more from Mr. Lu."

(End of this chapter)